76: Iveco Star

Qi Yaohui was jolted awake by the van. Rubbing his temples, he cursed, "Damn it! Tian Qi, do you even know how to drive? The bumping is making my ass hurt."

"Young Master Qi, this mountain road is difficult to drive! There are sharp turns everywhere." Tian Qi gripped the steering wheel, turning it constantly.

"Heh, useless trash!" Qi Yaohui tapped on the seat cushion.

Tian Qi didn't dare argue with the fuming Qi Yaohui and could only apologize profusely. "It's this Subordinate's fault, it's this Subordinate's fault..."

"Fine, just drive properly."

"Yes, yes, yes!!!"

...[Damn it! Maternal Uncle is way too stingy. He should have at least prepared an Iveco Fidato! This crappy car bumps so hard, my ass is about to be split into four.]

[He even claimed a Wuling Hongguang is low-profile and good for escaping. I think he just doesn't want to spend money on an outcast like me!]

Qi Yaohui rubbed his buttocks with an impatient expression, grumbling incessantly in his heart.

He turned to look at the two suit-clad bodyguards sitting upright beside him, feeling even more annoyed.

They were expressionless, like statues. Qi Yaohui cursed inwardly, "What a pair of tactless things! Can't you see this young master's bones are about to fall apart from the shaking? Why aren't you giving me a massage!"

So, he reached out and slapped each of them, roaring furiously, "You idiots! Can't you see my bones are falling apart? Give me a massage already!"

"Yes, Young Master Qi." The two exchanged a glance and didn't dare delay, quickly leaning in to massage Qi Yaohui.

Qi Yaohui squinted his eyes comfortably. While enjoying it, he didn't forget to curse, "Ouch! Gentler, gentler! Are you two trying to assassinate me? If I lose a single hair, you're in for it!"

Just then, the car suddenly braked hard. Caught off guard, Qi Yaohui slammed his head into the front seat, crying out in pain immediately.

"What's going on? Tian Qi, do you fucking want to die!" Qi Yaohui clutched his forehead, glaring at the driver, Tian Qi, in rage.

"No... this is bad, Young Master Qi! There's a pack of wild boars blocking the road!" Tian Qi shouted in panic.

Qi Yaohui looked closely and indeed saw seven or eight wild boars standing in the middle of the road, staring at their car with fierce eyes.

"Fuck! My luck is shit tonight!" Qi Yaohui snatched up a Type 7 Gun.

"Get out... get out!!" accompanied by several shouts.

The bodyguards nimbly opened the doors and stepped out, their movements as smooth as flowing water.

Qi Yaohui didn't hesitate either. He leaned out, aimed at the wild boars, and pulled the trigger.

"Rat-tat-tat..." A burst of bullets flew out in the blink of an eye.

Blood splattered everywhere as the wild boars collapsed one after another, letting out agonizing wails.

"Squeal, squeal, squeal..."

In an instant, Qi Yaohui had emptied a magazine, leaving only a few piglets alive.

But they were also scared witless by the "gunshots" and fled in all directions.

A cruel smirk touched the corner of Qi Yaohui's mouth. He signaled the two bodyguards to drag the boar carcasses to the side of the mountain road so the van could pass smoothly.

"Tsk! Slaughtering humans still gives a better rush." Qi Yaohui curled his lip in dissatisfaction.

A few minutes later, the two bodyguards finished dealing with the carcasses and said respectfully to Qi Yaohui, "Young Master Qi, it's cleared. We can depart."

Qi Yaohui nodded, sat back in the rear seat, and crossed his legs.

The van continued along the winding mountain road.

Along the way, there was no sign of any other vehicles except for this white Wuling Hongguang van.

Qi Yaohui crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the backrest of the rear seat, closing his eyes to rest.

The van gradually left the boundaries of C City and headed toward the neighboring M City.

"Ring, ring, ring..." Suddenly, a rapid phone ring broke the silence inside the carriage.

The bodyguard sitting in front picked up a satellite phone, glanced at the screen, and turned to Qi Yaohui. "Young Master Qi, it's a call from Head of the Qi Family."

Hearing it was his old man, Qi Yaohui immediately perked up. He hurriedly took the phone and pressed the answer button without hesitation, saying with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Hello, Old Man. You finally remembered you have a son like me? You're actually willing to contact me now."

"You brat, cut the crap! Get your ass back here right now! You are not allowed to go to the White Lotus Sect Base. Do you hear me!" Master Qi's furious voice came from the other end, making Qi Yaohui's ears ring.

Qi Yaohui didn't care at all. With a sneer, he said, "Old Man, your son needs to save his life right now. Besides, does it matter to you whether I come back or not? I only listen to my uncle!"

"Do you have any idea that once you go to the White Lotus Sect, the nature of this situation completely changes! When that time comes, not only will you not survive, but the entire Qi family will be buried with you!" Master Qi was beyond enraged.

"So what? What if the Qi family dies? I've already changed my surname to Chen. I'm called 'Chen Yaohui' now."

"You rebellious son! How dare you be so unfilial! A century of our ancestors' legacy is going to be destroyed in your hands!" Master Qi was so angry he almost spat blood.

"Tsk, it's just slaughtering a female college student. What's the big deal?" Qi Yaohui said dismissively, his face full of indifference.

"You... you beast! You still dare to mention that! Do you think I don't know? Your murder has already attracted the attention of the Painted Skin Ghost." Master Qi's voice trembled, revealing endless fear.

"Painted Skin?" Qi Yaohui's eyelid twitched, but he quickly regained his composure. "So what if it's the Painted Skin? Can it actually kill me?"

"Besides, Uncle arranged for an Eminent Monk to settle everything. What am I afraid of?"

"Is it really that easy to settle? You're nothing more than a pawn discarded after a power struggle among the elites." Master Qi cursed angrily.

"Fool, fool... still so hopelessly stupid."

"Hmph, then let the Painted Skin come. My life is tough, and my gun is tougher!" Qi Yaohui responded without backing down. He then hung up, tossed the satellite phone to the bodyguard, and barked, "Drive!"

Inside the van, Qi Yaohui's face was terrifyingly grim as he secretly calculated how to "save his life."

Last night, his uncle had pointed out the only clear path for him—to save his life at the White Lotus Sect.

But at the same time, he clearly stated he would draw a line between himself and his nephew.

Qi Yaohui knew well that his uncle wouldn't easily help him again because it involved high-level power struggles—his uncle wouldn't 'gamble' with his career.

And he wasn't as tough as he appeared; his previous performance was merely a front.

As time passed, the mountain road became increasingly remote and difficult to traverse.

After passing through a rugged stretch, the van reached a narrow bend.

Tian Qi drove the van cautiously. Just as they were about to turn the bend...

A dark shadow suddenly lunged from the hillside without warning, charging straight toward the van.